| "Black Shoes" | |
| BLACK SHOES The black shoes you never wore, The white coat you never wanted, All sit in my house now Like sad little children, Cluttering up my den, My kitchen and bathroom. The music you never heard, The songs I wrote for you, All float in my mind now Like frisbees in autumn, Sailing into the wind, Bouncing off my soul. The black shoes you never wore, The white coat you never wanted, The music you never heard, The songs I wrote for you. The simplicity of somebody knowing What the words are for and what they are saying Clears out the rubble, Cleans up the mess. The black shoes you never wore, The white coat you never wanted, The music you never heard, The songs I wrote for you. The intensity will pass Like a small winter blizzard. And the heart will forgive And the eyes will find peace again. | |